One day the King decided that his dogs were getting fed too well when one of them, Rex, refused to eat a piece of bread. You see Rex had gotten used to being fed steak, and simple bread wasn't good enough for him any more.
King asked all his Advisors what he should do, and no one had an answer. But there happened to be a poor man in court that day who heard the conversation, who boldly asked the King "What would you give me if I could train your dog to eat bread?"
"A 100 gold pieces" responded the King, which was a small fortune, particularly to the poor man. The poor man agreed, replied he needed 2 weeks, at which point the dog would eat bread. Off they went, Rex and the poor man.
2 weeks later they returned, and to the King's delight, Rex was eating bread like it was going out of style. He ordered the poor man paid, but demanded to know how he achieved this miracle.
"Simple" replied the poor man, "I didn't feed Rex anything for the first week, then gave him nothing but bread afterwards."
Okay, cheesy story, but the OP is the King, Rex is his cock, bread is actual sex with another person, the poor man is me, and the Advisors are the rest of Terbland.
Stop fucking masturbating for a couple of weeks and you'll be reset! All due respect to Gen (I think she's just too kind to cut you off entirely), but nothing works like quitting cold turkey!
So I should refer to my cock as "Rex" then? I kinda like that name
Your analogy only works if I can find some "bread"...
 
				
		




 
 
		 
 
		
